The thin-waisted and soft-legged young master entangles with her husband and won't let go

Smith approached Su Mu and looked down at him.

Su Mu couldn't help but take two steps back because of the strong smell of alcohol.

Smith thought the other party was afraid, so he became even more arrogant.

"Little guy, play a song as I tell you, and I'll give you this."

Smith was drunk and his steps were a little unsteady. He held the piano lid with one hand and reached into the collar of his suit with the other hand, rummaging around.

Su Mu watched his movements coldly and was very dissatisfied with his greasy big hands resting on the piano.

After a while, Smith took out a check from his chest and shook it in his hand.

"How about it? It's yours."

"After passing this village, there is no shop like this."

Su Mu remained unmoved, and he didn't even bother to raise his eyebrows. His voice finally became a little cold, not as polite as it was at the beginning.

"Sir, I say again, you'd better go down now. First of all, I don't have the concept of ordering songs here. Secondly, you have already wasted a lot of everyone's time. Can't you see that they are all very annoyed with you!"

"Why, is the money not enough? I know you guys are greedy. Here, this is a blank check, fill in the number as you like."

Smith smiled contemptuously, his mouth reeked of alcohol and his yellow teeth were clearly visible.

It just made Su Mu feel disgusted.

He is short of money now, but he makes money in an honest way and does not accept humiliation.

Besides, now that he is playing in the bar, he is serving the people who come to the bar, not to satisfy the desires of this one person.

Su Mu didn't want to care about it anymore and looked in the direction of Manager Wang again, only to see that he was gone.

Even if this person is of noble status, the bar should not continue to tolerate him causing trouble and affecting business, otherwise its reputation will definitely decline in the future.

Moreover, Shangguan Fan didn't think that such a "madman" would allow such a thing to happen in his bar.

So now he just waits for the bar staff to come and take this thing away.

But Smith was unhappy when he didn't get a response.

When had he ever suffered the Waterloo of being rejected? Even if he occasionally met a few proud people, they would eventually be defeated by the money he gave them.

Money makes the world go round, and no one can resist money.

So when Su Mu was not like those people before, whose eyes flashed and who immediately acted arrogantly and respectfully after seeing the check, Smith felt a desire to conquer him.

Just like he had never encountered failure anywhere else, he was now like conquering a stubborn disease, vowing to make the other party submit to him.

He flew towards Su Mu with the check between his fingers, and after hitting Su Mu's chest, he naturally fell vertically.

Su Mu's expression was gloomy and there was a subtle flash of violence in his eyes.

When Smith saw Su Mu's eyes, he sobered up a little.

What kind of look is this?

Why do I feel like the other person is looking down on me like an ant?

Didn't he regard the other person as dust, and this person was so humble that he begged for his charity like a dog?

How come he saw... murderous intent in the other person's eyes?

really?

Smith said something in a foreign language that sounded like a curse, then raised his arm, grabbed Su Mu's collar and pulled him up.

hiss--

Everyone in the audience gasped, because Smith was a big and strong man, while the pianist was very delicate and looked like he could not withstand a beating.

Such a poor physique meant he had poor strength, which made everyone worry about the unfortunate musician.

Su Mu was grabbed and pulled up, standing on tiptoes slightly, his body still swaying, as if he couldn't stand steadily.

The corners of his eyes turned red instantly, making him look extremely pitiful, like a wounded deer.

Su Mu is handsome, not only attracting the attention of women, but also attracting the attention of men.

Some people who couldn't bear to see the beauty cry were already ready to take action. Even if the other party was a big shot, they still wanted to rescue the beauty from the drunkard.

But there was one person who was the fastest.

Everyone only saw a figure passing by quickly.

This person didn't even have time to walk up from the side steps, but instead jumped directly onto the stage from the front of the stage with one hand.

Then he rushed over, grabbed Smith's collar from behind, and used his other hand to tear open the place where Smith was grabbing Su Mu's clothes.

With a force, he separated the two men, pulled Smith away fiercely, and kicked him with all his might.

"boom"

The heavy flesh hit the stage floor with a dull thud.

Not to mention the sound, just seeing the arc of Smith being kicked away made everyone gasp.

From wanting to strangle Smith to death one second ago, to being afraid that he would bleed to death on the spot.

After kicking the trash away, Chu Hanting didn't even look at Smith, as if the person he came to discuss cooperation with today was not Smith and this person was unimportant.

He just turned around and hugged Su Mu, holding him in his arms.

He patted the man on the back and said, "Why didn't you fight back or call for help? If I didn't come, would you let him bully you?"

Chu Hanting saw that Su Mu’s eyes were red, he sniffed lightly, and his face was full of grievance, and his heart suddenly tightened.

Su Mu leaned his head against Chu Hanting's chest and said in a muffled voice, "I can't beat him, he's so strong."

But Chu Hanting couldn't see the expression on Su Mu's face as he lowered his head. The corners of his mouth were raised.

It is true that he cannot beat him, but he can hide.

He couldn't dodge because, just before Smith came to grab him, he saw someone coming in from the doorway from the stage.

Although he was far away, Su Mu recognized Chu Hanting's figure at a glance because of the familiarity of his soul. He knew it was him.

So, he deliberately did not dodge, and his eyes turned red in an instant, and he chose an angle where Smith's facial expression would not be blocked.

That’s right, he was scheming and he did it on purpose.

He just wanted to attract Chu Hanting's attention. As for whether Chu Hanting would help him, Su Mu never thought that he would not.

He knew that Chu Hanting would not accept his feelings so quickly now, but he would never watch him being bullied by others without taking any action.

Otherwise, how could there be the opportunity to get so close now?

Opportunities are created by people, and suddenly he was very grateful for the drunkard's unreasonable behavior.

At least it proved one thing, that Chu Hanting was not completely indifferent to him.

He knew this man too well. If Mr. Chu hated someone, even if Su Mu was beaten to death here today, Mr. Chu would not lift a finger to help.

If he can still be protected, that means there is hope!!!

Shangguan Fan finally rushed to the hall in a hurry, followed by Manager Wang who was running out of breath.

He came out of the aisle and just in time saw Lao Chu holding someone in his arms, so he stopped his steps.

Manager Wang, who was following closely behind, almost bumped into him.

"Oh my god, Old Chu is really good. He has already carried it."

Shangguan Fan was no longer panicking at this moment. He put his hands in his pockets and walked over slowly.

It's like watching the fun.

By the way, he took out his mobile phone, found a good angle, took many photos, and sent them to Liu Yu. He said: good brothers should exchange information and eat melons together.